Richest Mogul

40 minutes later, Skylar arrived at the police station. She had just parked and was about to get out of her 

car when Steven called. 

“Where are you now, Skye?” 

“I’m at the parking lot in front of the police station. I was just about to go in to make a report. What’s up, 

Steven?” Skylar asked. 

Sounding relieved, he said, “Put a hold on your visit to the station. Many videos have just been released on the internet. They’re more complete than the ones you have. 

“There are clips of Christopher and Maisy going to the hotel. Some even showed them going on dates at various restaurants. People who claimed to be your high school classmates also spilled the beans. It’s now the most–searched topic on the Internet. 

“Someone also revealed that you were being falsely reported and banned from posting on social media. We have the upperhand. They should be the ones running around like headless chickens now.” 

Skylar ended the call with Steven and checked on the news immediately. 

Indeed, the most–trending topic had changed. All sorts of mindblowing scoops overwhelming the falsehoods Maisy and the others had spread. 

had 

appeared, 

Could it be that these people hated to see the ugly side of these capitalists having control over the online comments, so they decided to step forward to see justice served? 

There were similar voices last night, but they were all subdued by the Williamses. 

The internet trolls would never have allowed these voices to be louder than theirs. So, how were they able to pop up like this? 

Just as Skylar tried to wrap her head around all these, her phone rang. It was Natalie. 

“Skye, I’m not sure if it was because I found a few schoolmates to share their statements, but it worked,” Natalie’s voice came from the other end. 

She continued, “The internet trolls that the Williams family hired can no longer keep the truth under wraps. Justice will always be served. Maisy’s righteous–sounding statement is such a joke. 

“Also, you had so many pursuers back in university. I never had a good impression of Christopher when he went to our university to see you. It turns out that he’s really such an ass. 

*He also released a statement saying that you accused Maisy out of jealousy. I really wish that I could slap him a few times! 

“It’s almost been a month since we last met, right? You just got back to the Williams family when I tried to meet you the last time, and you said that you weren’t free. 

“Then, you were often unwell from having to donate blood. I’m sure you’ve got some free time now, don’t you, Skye?” 

Skylar laughed. “We have plenty of time in the future. Go ahead and decide on a place. It’ll be my treat” 

There was a slight glimmer from the tears in her eyes. Because of the Williams family, she lost out on meeting with her friends and family in her previous life. 

That would no longer be the case moving forward. 

“It’s my husband’s birthday today. I just cooked an entire meal for him and am waiting for him to come back. Let’s meet at 6:00 pm tomorrow. We’ll go to our regular stew restaurant. Then, I’ll take you somewhere that’ll completely surprise you.” 

“I can’t believe that our Natty has become such a dutiful wife,” Skylar joked. 

“I might be a dutiful wife today, but I’ll be your understanding friend tomorrow. I’m definitely not someone who cares only for my husband.” 

After ending the call with Natalie, Skylar drove to a street with antique shops. 

Steven’s friends were going crazy in their group chat after he spoke with Skylar. 

“Steven, did you guys find a fucking awesome PR team?” 

“This comeback is fucking great. The Williamses‘ PR team couldn’t even react in time.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Plus, they were really quick in finding all the evidence!” 

“When did you become acquainted with such fucking amazing people? You were just discussing with us for a solution yesterday. Then, you managed to find the right people today. Working things out without even saying a word, were you?” 

Steven stared at the messages that were flooding the group. He frowned as he typed his reply. 

I 

“It wasn’t me. I don’t think this is a comeback that anyone orchestrated. My sister and I aren’t acquainted with any PR teams that are this great.” 

If they were, he wouldn’t have to lose sleep from all that worry last night. 

That’s impossible. I work in public relations. Majority of the posts were by verified accounts. There were also all kinds of paid media and the evidence was posted by many. I know very well that all these indicate sufficient preparation.”